the return of spookshow
3:14 p.m.

Wormboy,

I painted my nails black.

I'm listening to Tool... how metal.

I'm back to normal.

No more typing liek dis.

Ever.

Stop calling...

Stop making me love you.

I can't love you, don't you understand that?

I'm angry because I feel like you're toying with me.

But just... stop.

I love you, I really do.

Spook.

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